[00:39.21]Vague memories
[00:41.16]In the narrow streets of Lausanne
[00:42.84]We ran through red to the park and we swam
[00:46.56]Train tracks screaming in the dead of night
[00:49.23]Hard city light tends to swallow you whole
[00:55.65]Faint memories, corrugated hindsight
[00:59.07]Same few words and same thing repeating
[01:02.85]Plastic flowers cast across the tarmac
[01:06.09]Dogs in the ditches full eyes from the fumes
[01:14.01]Oh what empty hours you keep
[01:18.48]The waiting isn’t hard it’s the let down of the words you speak
[01:26.37]Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
[01:31.50]Waited in the wings of the morning for you
[01:35.55]Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
[01:40.62]Linger if you will we are strangers still
[01:44.52]Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
[01:49.41]Waited in the wings of the morning for you
[01:53.52]Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
[01:58.59]Linger if you will we are strangers still
[02:31.95]Old enemies in the empty streets of Lausanne
[02:35.67]Under glare of a questioning moon
[02:39.15]Gather dust and guilty time for this
[02:42.39]Oh lover I know how it feels
[02:45.81]Trees evergreen blinking in the car lights
[02:51.51]Took ourselves west somehow passing the time
[02:55.17]Fever dreaming in an empty pool high walled and blue
[02:59.04]Pull us out of it sometime soon
[03:04.38]Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
[03:09.33]Waited in the wings of the morning for you
[03:13.41]Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
[03:18.39]Linger if you will we are strangers still
[03:22.23]Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
[03:27.30]Waited in the wings of the morning for you
[03:33.78]Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
[03:36.24]Linger if you will we are strangers still
[03:40.05]Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
[03:45.03]Waited in the wings of the morning for you
[03:48.96]Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
[03:53.91]Linger if you will we are strangers still

Vague memories
In the narrow streets of Lausanne
We ran through red to the park and we swam
Train tracks screaming in the dead of night
Hard city light tends to swallow you whole
Faint memories, corrugated hindsight
Same few words and same thing repeating
Plastic flowers cast across the tarmac
Dogs in the ditches full eyes from the fumes
Oh what empty hours you keep
The waiting isn’t hard it’s the let down of the words you speak
Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
Waited in the wings of the morning for you
Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
Linger if you will we are strangers still
Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
Waited in the wings of the morning for you
Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
Linger if you will we are strangers still
Old enemies in the empty streets of Lausanne
Under glare of a questioning moon
Gather dust and guilty time for this
Oh lover I know how it feels
Trees evergreen blinking in the car lights
Took ourselves west somehow passing the time
Fever dreaming in an empty pool high walled and blue
Pull us out of it sometime soon
Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
Waited in the wings of the morning for you
Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
Linger if you will we are strangers still
Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
Waited in the wings of the morning for you
Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
Linger if you will we are strangers still
Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
Waited in the wings of the morning for you
Sometimes things are better left unsaid instead
Linger if you will we are strangers still